Nov 09, 2003 00:31
eye flavored candy
Lethargic litany
Forced upon my desperation
And through the plastic window
Crawled my anatomically correct girl
Finely furnished and fortunately controlled
Cut ant trimmed to my every desire
Plastic melts to my fingertips
Politics of reality lost in the cool breeze of one’s movement
Satire and sympathy
Undone in a moments congregation
Fickle matter to breathe thick black smoke
Form arson done from unto your god
And I will mold my creatures
Just as I feed off your energy
Just as you live to my beckoned call
I will not be influenced by their sanity,
Or lack there of